[Intro - Male voice - talking] + (Female voice) (*echo*)
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(Keep doin it baby)
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This is a world premiere
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Uh oh, yeah, Cali talk to 'em
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Bring the beat back!, c'mon
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[Chorus - Male voice] + (Female voice)
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(Keep doin it baby)
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Yeah, Lighty we see you
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(Keep doin it baby)
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One-Eye, we see you too
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(Keep doin it baby)
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Busta, Dirtbag and ... Mystikal
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[Verse 1 - Mystikal]
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I'm in their motherfuckin trunk that got the rag on in the wheel
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Motherfucker come up with the money in the deal
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Swayed headliner, paint shinin with the grill
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Your on the curb lookin motherfucker, how you feel?
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See your boy plottin, talkin 'bout you got steel
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That's gonna get you popped, probably get your ass killed
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I see you little motherfuckers, up in it, can't chill
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I hear your heart pumpin brothers don't think it can't spill
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I came from Louisiana, bananas get peeled
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This ain't no propaganda, my knocker that's real
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Ain't promotin no violence, just encitin violence, nigga chill
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And if I said not to move, then you motherfuckers be still
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Chopper ain't in the driver's side, that a make your man yield
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Get your motherfuckin ass out the car, yeah you know the drill
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And from now on by conscious to who the fuck that you appeal
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Niggaz get ya, that's how they pay they motherfuckin bills down here
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[Chorus - Mystikal] + (Female voice) - w/ ad libs from Dirtbag
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Keep doin it
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(Keep doin it baby)
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Keep doin it
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(Keep doin it baby)
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Keep doin it
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(Keep doin it baby)
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(Keep doin it baby)
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(Dirtbag!)
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[Verse 2 - Dirtbag]
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Hey me and your misses sippin Crissy up in the clubs and
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Oh my god! judgin between a sud, huh
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I'ma gangsta, for you little slugs
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Shoulders your homie shrug
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When people askin "what's up"
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That's when I pull up, finish what I've done
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Jump in the car, flip the God and roll a blunt (yee!)
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You can't see, your boy's from Miami
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Ears like Sammy Sosa, bitch we're takin over
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Bags underneath my eyes, I ain't sleep in days
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I'm in the bushes with a K, your semi's gonna spray
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Eat mangos and grapes, as your body decay
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Bunny holes and yay, you had us in ninth grade
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Hey what can I say, alligator suflay
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Pele and Moet on the dawn of day
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We went from dead broke, to makin big millas
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Wife beater chinchillas, life can't get no realer, nigga
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[Chorus - Busta Rhymes] + (Female voice)
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(Keep doin it baby)
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Mystikal, Violator, c'mon
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(Keep doin it baby)
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Dirtbag, Violator, c'mon
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(Keep doin it baby)
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Busta-Bus, Violator
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Y'all must know how to make 'em
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Here we go, yeah, baba bap
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[Verse 3 - Busta Rhymes]
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This shit ain't over motherfucker, just wait a second
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God of this rap, it's only right that I end the record
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"Violator" nigga, with my knife I'll cut you up
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Violate "Violator" nigga, we fuck you up
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Don't you ever think or even try to confront on a tread
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Flipmode, Violator, known for just bustin your head
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Huh, watch the way we drop it, we ready and able
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In others words, your whole rap roster whack, give me your label
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Whenever, whatever, whoever be thinkin they better
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Test "Violator" man to merge five labels together
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Flow sick, so quick and it gives me the pleasure
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Got a lotta shit, flow switched like a change of the weather
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Throw on my high vein cause my rhyme clean
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The cop seen now you a big ride to came
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Well let me hal-swing, sing along, do your thing now
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Feel my sting, crown Busta-bus king now
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[Chorus - Busta Rhymes] + (Female voice)
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(Keep doin it baby)
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I'ma keep doin it baby
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(Keep doin it baby)
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We gon' keep doin it baby
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(Keep doin it baby)
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Check it, I'ma keep doin it baby
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(Keep doin it baby)
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[Outro - Male voice]
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Violator 3!
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DJ countin the door down and the big dog pitbull
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Terror Squad, shitonniggaz.com
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Let's go! (uh oh)
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Chris Lighty, I see you man
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Busta Rhymes, Mystikal, Dirtbag (c'mon)
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It's a Cool & Dre epidemic
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Who wanna test, c'mon
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Who wanna test, Violator 3
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Keep Doin' It (featuring Dirtbag & Mystikal)
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| Busta Rhymes |
